How to be a great detective

Facing Hikatsu Sakutaro's worried gaze, Yayoi nodded, indicating that his father knew about it.

After receiving the response, Sakutaro Hikaru also took out his mobile phone from his bag.

If many people have the idea that older people are not as good at using mobile phones as young people, then Hika Sakutaro is definitely one of the best candidates to break this inherent idea or age prejudice.

He is better at using a mobile phone than his daughter, and he can type faster than Yayoi on a mobile phone.The reason is simple. Practice makes perfect. While he himself was oppressed, Sakutaro also oppressed his subordinates in turn—often sending messages remotely to increase the workload of his subordinates.

But this time is completely different from the nature of his communication work and guidance work in the past.

What Yayoi needs is not businesslike or even indifferent words, what she needs is comfort.

But Hika Sakutaro is not a person who is good at comforting, to be precise, he does not know how to comfort Yayoi.

When she was young, Yayoi would cry and call her father and mother because she fell down and her stomach growled.After the second grade of elementary school, the problems she faced seemed to be all about tennis, and Taro Hikashi couldn’t help with this, the most he could do was watch his daughter keep swinging the racket when he was passing by the tennis court at home , The figure of constantly serving the ball.

Also after this time, Yayoi never shed tears in front of him again.

This time, it was the first time in fifteen years that Natsu Sakutaro saw Yayoi's tears again.

Hikashi Sakutaro kept reconstructing the words in his mind, and slowly pressed the buttons on the screen with his fingertips.

[Although that organization is big enough, it's not too powerful.The monitoring is destroyed by themselves, and your gaze is so mysterious, they can't know that you noticed them, and my mother and I or the people around you will never be affected by this. ]

Although Hikatsu Sakutaro didn't know how to comfort Yayoi, he undoubtedly knew enough about Yayoi's character.

Hikatsu Sakutaro felt that Yayoi's reaction was so strong. First, he heard something and saw something, and faced the dark abyss. Second, he must be afraid that because of what he witnessed, the safety of the people around him would be implicated.

The second point is also to blame him. If he hadn't solemnly warned Yayoi not to try to investigate that organization, she wouldn't have scared herself like this.

Yayoi scanned the long passage on the screen, not being comforted in the slightest.

She had played tennis with Toru Amuro, and she knew that he could only catch the ball intuitively, guided by her sight.This was when he knew he was on the opposite side and the ball was coming, not to mention the situation where he didn't know he was coming to look for Conan.

Of course she understood that the safety of the people around her would not be threatened because of her overhearing this time.

Because they are already threatened.

This one mainly refers to everyone in the Mori office, especially Kogoro Mori.

A person with a hidden identity will never waste time for no reason.Become Mori Kogoro's apprentice, work in the coffee shop downstairs of the Mori office, everything revolves around Mori Kogoro.

Do you want to investigate something from Mr. Maori?

If he found what he wanted, would Mori Kogoro die at his hands like that man?

Amuro should be able to do it.

No, it should be said that the person is right.

Yayoi silently changed the name of Toru Amuro in her heart. According to the content of the conversation between him and his accomplice, "Toru Amuro" was just a false identity he forged.His name and every detail of his relationship with her had been false from the start.

Then what is her liking?

Yayoi lowered her eyes, tears also fell down because of this action.Hikashi Sakutaro hastily took out a handkerchief from his pocket, intending to hand it to Yayoi.

But Yayoi shook her head, rejected her father's kindness, and wiped away her tears with her fingers.

"I came to my father to ask you about the security settings of the dance party and the confirmation of the invitation list."

Yayoi picked up the phone again, but not to have a secret conversation with Sakutaro Hikasa, but to collect information.

She is temporarily unable to reveal the truth due to realistic factors, but this does not mean that she can only sit and wait, she can still collect some information.

And because she already knows who the real culprit is, just like she already knows the process of reversing the mathematical answer, it is easy to find out whether the steps of her process are wrong. Her reasoning is targeted from the beginning, and it is not easy to take detours.

She could infer from this information how they acted, and even what they were thinking when they were doing these things.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy will never end in a hundred battles. She is a detective, and this is her compulsory course.

You can't be affected by feelings, if you are really affected, you should also be affected by the feelings of "Don't let Amuro hurt Mr. Mori".

Yayoi clenched her hands tightly, making up her mind.

Hikatsu Sakutaro more or less guessed Yayoi's idea of ​​"wanting to solve everything in the way of a detective". Thinking of the terrible deeds of that organization he knew, he wanted to persuade him, but this is really not a good place to talk about such things in detail. place.Moreover, Yayoi has always put others in a more important position than herself, so it is absolutely impossible to do something out of the ordinary, so that others may be implicated.

"Okay, I've wanted to show you off our Atobe Group for a long time." Hika Sakutaro, who has been in the mall for a long time, recovered faster and better than Yayoi, with a little disappointment on his face. Anyone who came over to see his smile would never have thought that he was still talking to his daughter about a topic that would cost them their lives.

"Please make a long story short." Yayoi was still crying, but she had already started to try acting.

If she doesn't want to be exposed in front of Toru Amuro, let alone her previous poor acting skills are not enough, it will probably directly put herself and everyone in a new crisis, so she must start to upgrade her acting skills.As for the lv1 performance audience, the most suitable candidate must be Sakutaro Hikatsu.

Hikaru Sakutaro raised his right hand and assured Yayoi, "I will try to keep the story short."

When meeting Conan in the room where the deceased died, Yayoi's new memo was already filled with all kinds of information.

Conan has seen how serious Yayoi's notes are, and knows that she left the scene alone just now to find her father, an insider, to understand the situation.

So it's a meeting, it's better to say that after seeing Yayoi, Conan came here specially for her notes.

"Sister Yayoi, can I have a look at the information you collected?"

Because Toru Amuro also often read her notes to guide her, Yayoi did not leave any information about Toru Amuro as the murderer in her memo.And the two lines of words that were shown to Hikatsu Sakutaro before were deleted after he read them, without leaving a trace.

Therefore, Yayoi agreed to hand over her mobile phone to Conan without hesitation.

"Are you secretly exchanging information?" Amuro came out from an unknown corner, and continued to say to Conan and Yayoi naturally, "I don't know if I have the honor to participate."

After pinching the right hand placed behind her back, Yayoi replied in the same way as usual: "Of course."

At the critical moment, the improvement of various skills far exceeded the usual level, but Yayoi did not pin her hopes on unpredictable improvement.

She smiled at Amuro Toru.

In order not to have a gloomy smile at the moment, she just hid in the bathroom and practiced for 15 minutes with the camera that came with her phone.

The author has something to say: Yayoi: I can no longer generate worldly desires when I look at Amuro’s face

Touzi: The winery misunderstood me! (bushi)